Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“So,” I say, actually relaxed, looking at him from beneath half–lidded eyes. “How did a nice boy like you get mixed up in all of this organized crime, anyway? Were you born to it, like me?”

“Nah,” he says, smiling at me indulgently and leaning a Mile

closer as well.

Then, to my surprise and pleasure, he begins to tell me his life

story.

I find myself paying rapt attention to Ivan’s story for the next half hour, sipping on the glass of tequila that the waiter again delivers, savoring the bite and the taste. He’s actually really, really interesting a totally self–made guy, climbing up through the

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ranks with nothing but sheer will, determination, and cleverness.

Despite myself, I’m impressed. Before all of this I had thought 1 liked the kind of prince–charming guys who would politely deliver you a rose and ask you, tentatively, if you’d be interested in being

courted.

But as I listen to Ivan, and let my eyes rove over his muscles and

his tattoos…I wonder, a little, if my tastes are changing.

As I consider it, my mind flashes – unwillingly – to Kent for a moment as well. He doesn’t have any tattoos, I note, or at least,

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none that I can see – but otherwise, these two are pretty similar…

dismiss the thought, though, bringing my attention back to Ivan, He sees me focus on him at that moment, a slow smile building on his face. He intuits, I

my lip, letting him

front teeth pressed lightly against

smiles, continuing his story. Pretending that he wasn’t distracted, though we both know he

was.

I think, I like that. I like that, maybe, a little

hell is going

– the words surprise me – and jump in my seat, looking up at the fire–lit person standing

When had the sun gone down –

focus, then, and I realize that it’s Daniel standing there – his shirtless form a little sweaty from all the volleyball.

up straight – not knowing,

react.

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Fay,” he says firmly, angrily, grabbing my arm

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and standing up.

Daniel murmurs, dragging me

him pull me, glancing back at Ivan–not quite saying sorry, but, in fact, a little sorry and

hand wrapped around my upper

Fay,” he says, still pissed off. “Do you even know who that

were talking

I

Ivan?” Daniel repeats,

around, embarrassed to see that

respond but Daniel keeps going.

Iván?” he says. “My dad’s greatest enemy? The guy who tried to kill us not too

I honestly

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arm, Mr. Lippert,” a voice says,

see my father standing there, glaring